Thursday, April 23, 2009

We're rattling through the books and have recieved another batch from the Library, which are ready for you to collect when you're ready!

Sandman: Endless NightsWith The Sandman: Endless Nights, bestselling author Neil Gaiman returns to the characters (and medium) that made him famous. It's a collection of seven short stories, each illustrated by some of the best artists working in contemporary comics (eg, Frank Quitely, Glenn Fabry and Milo Manara) and focusing on the Endless--the anthropomorphic manifestations of seven universal concepts: Death, Desire, Dream, Despair, Delirium, Destruction and Destiny.

Also available are a choice of 2 (!!) Dean Koontz titles: Watchers or Odd Thomas

Watchers: They escape from a secret government: two mutant creatures, both changed utterly from the animals they once were. And no one who encounters them will ever be the same again: A lonely widower; a ruthless assassin; a beautiful woman; a government agent. Drawn together in a deadly hunt, all four are inexorably propelled towards a confrontation with an evil beyond human imagining.

Odd Thomas: He's Odd. Odd Thomas, to be precise. Genius fry-cook at the Pico Mundo Grill; boyfriend to the gorgeous Stormy Llewellyn - and possibly the only person with a chance of stopping one of the worst crimes in the bloody history of murder.....

Something evil has come to the desert town that Odd and Stormy call home. It comes in the form of a mysterious man with a macabre appetite, a filing cabinet full of information on the world's worst killers, and strange, hyena-like shadows following him wherever he goes. Odd is worried. He knows things, sees things - about the living, the dead and the soon to be dead. Things that he has to act on. Now he's terrified for Stormy, himself and Pico Mundo. Because he knows that on Wednesday August 15th, a savage, blood-soaked whirlwind of wiolence and murder will devastate the town.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

This week's drabble prompt is music, you can write about music or put on some music (anything you like, pop, rock, heavy metal, emo, goth, whatever your favourite flavour of musical poison.) and write whatever the music inspires you to write. Please tell us what you were listening to when you were writing (it doesn't count towards your 100 words) even if its the worst most embarassing music ever, we want to know.

Monday, April 20, 2009

I've picked up Flame's post from the comments section and popped it on here for you all to see as I think its great!

Painted wings and giant’s rings glimmered gently in the firelight. A single wet tear glistened as it rolled down the emerald green scales on the dragon’s sharp cheekbones.As the last of the screams faded into the silence of the night, and the lava ran down the grooves of the cave floor into the sea, the dragon sat and gently wept.One burst of excitement in the wrong place was all that it had taken to turn their rock fortress into molten lava, killing his lifelong friend and condemning the dragon to a life of painful solitude for ever more.

Friday, April 17, 2009

The water pressure altered, Kenny, as he was affectionately known by his owner, slipped sideways out of the way of the bigger something, he would have said Fish, but he was one and he knew this wasn’t a species member. The bigger something had fur, Kenny didn’t know what fur was, he was only a goldfish, but he did know danger when it presented its face, in this case a pink nose pressed against the glass, two yellow eyes glaring, sensing prey. The pressure changed again, Kenny hunkered to the bottom of the bowl, perhaps the gravel would provide cover?